i learned to spell January
so that i could google ms jones
the month came with frigid,
gail like winds
and snow; so much snow!
betty hardly had a better sunday dress!
the shimmering, yellowing, light projected from screen
is her hair refracted off of telepathic isotopes
she stands firm, confident,
in white satin nightgown
in the image
i imagine of her
i would like to fuck her,
preferably in june when the weather is nice.
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